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When this shark grew up - he unconsciously recreated this trauma in every relationship.
Posted on August 4, 2010 via Nick Holmes... with 15 notes
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Posted on August 3, 2010 via Nick Holmes... with 37 notes
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Mom’s Gold Star
A full list of words Chad typed on Facebook that he shouldn’t have:
- glorious womb
- blasted
- pushing
- nourished
- magical bosomI’m sure Neal didn’t want to go on and on so he just gave one example, but we all know what he meant was, “Hey, Chad, your entire status update sucks, bro. Grow a pair.” And man, is he right. Although I think it’s Chad’s annoying joke at the end of his update that irks me the most. I can practically hear him sneering, “What did YOOOOOOOOOO do today, slacker? My wife GAVE BIRTH while you were sitting around doing whatever it is non-wonders do. What’d ya do, did you do the dishes? Didja take your dog for a walk? Well, my WIFE blasted out a perfect, blond, Aryan human! TRY DOING THAT!”
Sigh. I hate Chad. But I love that Chad exists, because he led me to Neal. Congratulations Neal on your Gold Star. Also, thanks for leading the revolution against choads like your buddy Chad. Guys like that can be such douches.
(submitted by Anonymous)
Posted on July 30, 2010 via STFU, Parents with 99 notes
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Almost Famous- So I was thinking last night about how weird it would be to be famous. What if everyone followed me on twitter and tumblir and started groups in my name kmma. Tweets like katie just cleaned the toilet. Or did you see katie last night in her show Katie Does laundry! Screamed I love you on my way to Subway. Or start rumors about me. It would be nuts…How would you ever get to really know anyone? Would you get sick of the compliments and just want someone to say “hey you have a booger hanging outta your nose”
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Miss my Owivia yin today :(
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When I was younger
I saw my daddy cry
And curse at the wind
He broke his own heart
And I watched
As he tried to reassemble itAnd my momma swore that
She would never let herself forget
And that was the day that I promised
I’d never sing of love
If it does not existBut darling,
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exceptionMaybe I know, somewhere
Deep in my soul
That love never lasts
And we’ve got to find other ways
To make it alone
Keep a straight faceAnd I’ve always lived like this
Keeping a comfortable, distance
And up until now
I had sworn to myself that I’m
Content with lonelinessBecause none of it was ever worth the risk
Well, You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exceptionI’ve got a tight grip on reality
But I can’t
Let go of what’s in front of me here
I know you’re leaving
In the morning, when you wake up
Leave me with some kind of proof it’s not a dreamOhh—-
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exceptionAnd I’m on my way to believing
Oh, And I’m on my way to believingParamore
inspired by Julie to put up this post of lyrics makes me think of all the ppl who have been “x” in my life
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Posted on July 14, 2010 via Nick Holmes... with 35 notes
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Phil and Alice were in love - but she was another man’s snake.
Posted on July 14, 2010 via Nick Holmes... with 12 notes
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Magnificent.
Posted on July 14, 2010 via Nick Holmes... with 79 notes
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I can decide how I spend my time, whom I interact with, whom I share my body and life and money and energy with. I an select what I eat and read and study. I can choose how I’m going to regard unfortunate circumstances in my life—- whether I will see them as curses or opprotunities (and on the occasions when I can’t rise to the most optimistic viewpoint, because I’m feeling too damn sorry for myself, I can keep trying to change my outlook). I can choose my words and tone of voice in which I speak to others. And most of all I can choose my thoughts.
Elizabeth Gilbert——- Eat Pray Love
"Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when the tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in a strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me."~
